P.T.S.D.

Courageous fearless Iron men
reduced to dolls of porcelain
dropped with fractured fragments
of broken thoughts shattered and scattered
like shards of shrapnel spewed
across fallen friend and foe
Valiant violence, emblazoned glorious glow
etched into unforgotten memory
a never ending scene
now seen for all eternity
shipped back home across the sea
and stripped of all amenity
A broken token awoken
left to pay the cost of good men lost
A never ending memory
that no one else can see
Each endless day and solemn night
replays an endless fight
Each day. Each night.
Over and over and over again
again and again and again and again
again and again and again.........,.